Migos – Fight Night Lyrics

Fight Night Lyrics By Migos

Fight Night Lyrics
Fight Night Lyrics
  • Artist Migos
  • Title Fight Night
  • Album No Label II

If you know me, know this ain't my Feng Shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talk crazy, I pull up, andale
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Public service announcement
Where my rich **** at, man?
YRN shit, man
Migo
Broke **** stand to the left
My rich **** stand to the right
Lil' mama, she keep lookin' at me
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it wit the left, hit it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it wit the left, beat it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
If you know me, know this ain't my Feng Shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talk crazy, I pull up, andale
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's a truckload comin' on the interstate
Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate
Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex tape
Rich ****, I could never be a broke ****
Broke ****, I could never get along wit 'em
Always been hated since a little ****
It's forever, pussy ****, gotta deal wit it
Broke **** stand to the left
My rich **** stand to the right
Lil' mama, she keep lookin' at me
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it wit the left, hit it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it wit the left, beat it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Rumble, young ****, rumble
Lil' mama wanna **** like me in the sheets
Ice Cube, knock it out like Deebo
Now, who's that talkin' that gangsta shit?
Somebody gon' kick ya ass
When I walk up in the club, I betta make a thundastorm
Let 'em know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich **** on the right, all night
Broke **** to the left, by yourself
Now, who the hell jus said that the roof on fire?
Call 9-1-1 like Wyclef
Broke **** stand to the left
My rich **** stand to the right
Lil' mama, she keep lookin' at me
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it wit the left, hit it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it wit the left, beat it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
I'm a rich ****, I don't like a bitch ****
Snitch ****, broke ****, I don't deal wit you
All of my **** official
My bitches they strippers
My ****, they criminals tryin' to get to the M&M
If your bitch is so innocent, why she suckin' my children?
Lights, camera, action, diamonds dancin', bitch we go in the building
Bad bitch make it clap, like Magnolia
Young rich **** on the couch talkin' to Oprah
Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I don't speak your language, brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bitches, they be smokin' on hookah
My **** ballin' like Hoosiers
Geeked up in the Double R, go scare ya bitch
Freddy Krueger, flooded Franck Muller
Broke **** stand to the left
My rich **** stand to the right
Lil' mama, she keep lookin' at me
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it wit the left, hit it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it wit the left, beat it wit the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night

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